(PALM MUTE ENTIRE FIRST VERSE)
[Verse 1]
I m 22 years old
Made the devil mad
Cause I never wrote
My whole name on his dotted line
For a ed up music scene
He said that he can really help
Million fans and record sales
All I d have to do is come live with his family
(Strum normally)
[Chorus]
Now my health is running downhill
Empty barrooms just won t fill
Another drunken girl is lying
Telling me, my music s great
Fifty dollars and a headache tab
All them drugs that I had to have
Promoters swearing that they re doing
All they can for me
And all I can think about
Is what I could be
Where I should be
Right now
[Verse 2]
It s sad to say
I m not the same
And all my friends know that I ve changed
When I swore I would never turn into the man I am today
Tie me up and beat me down
Yell,